Chapter 563 Mo Nanjue, but I love you...

This is the sound of my heartbeat.

Did you hear that?

His voice was soft and shallow, and there was a serious look in his eyes. If they listened to this voice alone, others would definitely think that Young Master Jue was speaking softly about love.

However, what Mo Nanjue was talking about happened to be how to stab the dagger into his heart accurately.

It was naturally painful when he said these words to the woman he loved deeply.

Tong Ran's little hand was tightly wrapped by his fingers, and she had no choice but to hold the dagger, with the tip lightly touching his chest. She could still feel his heartbeat through the dagger.

One hit, another hit, strong and fast, which could actually make her palms numb.

"Tong Ran, this is your last chance," Mo Nanjue maintained this posture, the slap mark on Jun's face still conspicuous, "If you don't kill me today, don't blame me for not giving you freedom in this life."

In the past, every time they quarreled, Mo Nanjue would speak harshly, but he would relax in the end, but today his words did not sound like a joke, "If I, Mo Nanjue, die in your hands today, I will admit defeat.

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The man in black did not dare to speak, so he had to place his hope on Chen An, "Master An..."

Chen An also heard the seriousness in the man's words. He frowned and advised, "Jue, don't be impulsive. Take her back to rest first..."

Mo Nanjue ignored Chen An and only looked at the woman in front of him, "I'll give you three minutes to think about it."

As he said that, the man released his big palm holding her hand.

Chen An didn't speak again. It was useless for others to talk about the matter decided by Jue.

He was confident that Tong Ran would not really take action...

The dagger in her hand was almost warm. Tong Ran's eyes moved downward and landed on the man's chest. She suddenly spoke softly, "Mo Nanjue, are you really not afraid that I will stab you in?"

"Afraid?" Mo Nanjue chuckled and put his hands in his pockets, "Tong Ran, in your heart, is there anything that a heinous person like me is afraid of?"

"..."

"You have two minutes left." The man looked at the clock on the wall.

"Yes, Mo Nanjue, you are not afraid, you are not afraid at all," Tong Ran stared at his chest tightly, the hand holding the dagger trembled slightly, she laughed as she spoke, "You

Why are you afraid? You are Mo Nanjue. It really doesn't matter to you whether you kill Han Qingqing or not. She is still a woman who has harmed you. She has done so many wrong things, so you should kill her.

Yes, I am not qualified to ask you to let her go..."

Mo Nanjue frowned when he heard this. He looked at the time, leaned forward, and made a soft sound. The sharp tip had already pierced the shirt on the man's chest, "Tong Ran, are you forcing me?

Do I make decisions for you?"

"You're not afraid, you're not afraid at all..." Tong Ran repeated this sentence, her pale lips suddenly trembled, as if she was trying her best to endure something, and she was on the verge of breaking through, "But I'm afraid, I

I'm really scared...Mo Nanjue, I'm so scared, I can't do it, how could I kill you? How could I do it to you..."

As she said that, she raised her head, and hot tears rolled down her face, melting the condensed blood drops, and the blood-red tears fell on the center where the two of them stood, "You keep telling me to kill you, you say

You are not afraid... Mo Nanjue, but I love you. I can't kill you. I can't do it because I love you... Mo Nanjue, do you want to laugh? I actually fell in love with you...

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